If your separation is not followed by seemingly cryptic social media movements, have you ever really broken up?
The Christmas separation of the golden pair of NRL Sam and Phoebe Burgess did not seem real until a 'suspicious activity on the' Gram followed.
He started innocently enough. A "do not follow" here. A "like" there. But now it has increased, with the gap between Phoebe and the enlightened Burgess clan.
The last cryptic hint of bitterness came when Phoebe "liked" a post from her manager Sharon Finnigan.
"It's funny how kind you are with my face It's funny how you talk behind my backs and it's definitely funny that you think I'm unaware," the post joked.
The mother-of-two Phoebe hit the heartbutton on the post so hard it almost shattered the iPhone screen. And then, when we all saw his support for the message, we took it as a clear sign that it was recently betrayed by someone close
We will not accept any further explanation. As Sigmund Freud said, human behavior sees us only approve posts on social media that are truly in tune with us. All my "likes" are reserved for memes to have mental breakdowns and eat fast food and I have no problem admitting that it is an accurate description of my current well-being.
So it's settled. Phoebe's "like" was an intentional mistake to a Burgess.
Was he thinking of Sam? Or maybe her sister-in-law Joanna, who we are all convinced, continues to make phita on Phoebe on Instagram.
On Christmas Day, Joanna ̵
Are you keeping up? I feel like we need a chart.
To complete it all, Joanna and George went and stopped Phoebe and then Phoebe took revenge and undressed them too and we were so taken in the hustle and bustle that we decided to stop following a group of work colleagues just to create a drama of our own .
All in all, head.
And where is Sam in all this? Has he lost someone? Surely he liked an unfortunate meme for us all to erroneously interpret as a cryptic sledge towards his separated wife.
Reportedly, he spent the last two weekends holed up in Russell Crowe's farmhouse on the north coast. I've never seen Russell Crowe's country house, but in my mind it's very stuffy and has never been cleaned and would surely not have Wi-Fi for Sam to check out Instagram.
30 Odd Foot of Grunts memorabilia probably plaster the walls and the checkered curtains would have been permanently closed. There would be a ton of closet because Russell wears only a black fleece suit.
The guest room would not have a bed in itself – just a bunch of blankets covered on the floor of the Gladiator's chariot of gold.  It is the perfect place where a man must dwell and avoid rheumatic crypts of Instagram with his wife estranged while the marriage implodes publicly.
We should all follow the example. The next time you find yourself in the middle of a bitter break, you're isolated from Russell Crowe's Wi-Fi-free farmhouse.
WE GIVE PEOPLE WHO WANT
People have talked and what they want to be clear: more stories about real people who have been poisoned by their own boobs.
As local magazines continue to bend, one is increasing its production. That's Life! announced that it will add a "monthly edition" on top of its weekly offer.
If you are not already reading That & # 39; s Life! you are losing yourself. Forget that Mrs. Liane Moriarty. That's Life! presents some of the best storytelling of our time. The narratives are a roller coaster.
"Poisoned by my tits" was a harrowing tale that appeared in the pages of the magazine recently. "I'm hairy and proud!" It was another one.
On the cover of the most recent edition, the title is screaming: "He killed his son with TABLE SALT".
The great thing about That & # 39; s Life! is the title of the magazine which suggests that all stories are simple and easily recognizable everyday events, but not once I was almost murdered with salt. I feel like I'm losing myself.
It takes a long time for your story to be cracked That's Life! yarn. If your tragic anecdote ends only with the acquisition of a strange skin condition, it is not enough to do it in its estimated pages.
Nobody cares about your strange skin condition, Carol.
But if you have a strange condition of the skin this made you lose three fingers that then divorced your husband from your sister, who then gave birth to a child who had three fingers more that look exactly like those you have lost, you're on the road to being a That's Life! cover girl.
Congratulations on your misfortune, Carol.
BACK TO BASICS
Abandon all your fitness goals 2019 – you would not have reached
Byron Bay Ruby's model Tuesday Matthews this week revealed how he kept the body ordered before children.
"Basically I smoked cigarettes, I had long blacks and I was doing coke," he said in an Instagram video.  Finally, a voice of reason.
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